Homecomings, Or, Saturday Morning at 6:34am
This morning, I am thinking that both my children are coming home today. One is in the air now, the other will be soon. I hate airplanes.
My fingers are crossed, the house is clean enough, there is food in the refrigerator. To have both kids together will be such a joy. All that juicy baby flesh, grown up. I still have to clench my teeth, when I think of my children, to guard against biting them. My sisters have the same habit, so I'm guessing it runs in the family.
Have fun with yours today. Family, that is, however defined.
*For a cute baby fix, Cara, or Cate.